Chapter 1708

He came again inside Emma, and again inside Grace, barely aware of the transitions, only the rise and fall of motion, mouths, sweat, bliss. Each time they moved, it got brighter. The vines glowed. The chamber shimmered.

Finally, they formed a circle again.

Jude on his knees, his body trembling, glowing. The women around him, each radiant, each marked.

They linked hands.

The light pulsed outward.

Then in.

And with a rush of heat and breath, it entered him.

Twelve threads of light, from each woman, converging on his heart.

He gasped. His chest arched.

It didn't hurt.

It filled.

He was no longer Jude.

He was Lucy. And Sophie. And Emma. And Zoey. And Natalie. And Stella. And Grace. And Susan. And Scarlet. And Layla. And Rose.

He was all of them.

The chamber exploded with light.

And they became one.